Life by the Horns
Life by the Horns Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Nuwisha55
Cool wind washed over Will as he weaved back and forth along the streets, his motorcycle cutting seamlessly through traffic. The streetlights were snapping on even before the sun had fully set, spreading their dull orange glow across the sun dried cement. The streets almost looked brown instead of gray beneath the fiery evening clouds and periwinkle sky. Will passed the last government building, passing through the intersection before driving along the east edge of campus. The sun punched through the gaps between the trees that lined the street, cutting street noise before it could reach the dorms beyond.
With a deft turn, Will turned and rolled into the parking lot in front of his dorm, moving all the way in before he turned, bringing his bike under the cover of the motorcycle hut sitting at the corner of the lot. He brought the kickstand down and let the engine die away, the purr of the engine replaced by the steady rush of the creek that intersected campus. A sweet early summer breeze blew from the garden, the plants there swaying back and forth. He stepped off of his bike; unzipping the brown leather jacket he wore to protect himself from the wind. His helmet came off next, tucked under his arm while his other hand ran over his short, light brown hair, buzzed just short enough to require no maintenance but long enough to have shape and flow. The freshman looked up at the building with a sense of delight.
It was a Friday night; he had no homework and no parents. The weekend seemed so delightfully long and free. As his first year of college was coming towards a close, his only regret was that it was almost over. He crossed the parking lot, pausing to let a jeep full of girls singing along to the radio past. With a light jog he made it up the steps and pulled his ID card from his jacket, sliding it through the reader. The door clicked open and he swung it wide, moving through the lobby to the stairs. The excitement for the long weekend put a spring in Will's step as he moved up all three flights of stairs, hearing all sorts of competing music on his way. He emerged at the top floor of his building, moving out onto the all boy's floor.
There wasn't much that set their hall apart from the others at first glance; their R.A. had tried to decorate their doors with themed nametags, each a construction paper hoof print with their name emblazoned around the edge. Will got along well with most of his classmates and neighbors but the one thing he'd never really picked up on was the school's extreme pride despite being a Division III school. They didn't even offer sports scholarships, so their pride in the sports didn't make much sense... but then again sports didn't make much sense to him either. He drifted along as best he could, even going so far as to get a beanie with bull horns sticking out of it for when some sports team was in some game.
Will reached his room and tested the door, finding it locked. Will slid his key in and turned it, easing it open and flicking on the light to the small room. It was barely big enough to have a closet, twin bed, and built-in desk on either side. He tossed his helmet onto the blue and green blanket draped over his bed before moving to hang up his jacket in his closet. He glanced around, smirking at the invisible line that bisected the room, separating his organized half from the carefully balanced piles of magazines, clothes and grooming products that belonged to his Roommate Ade. Despite their differences in pretty much every way, they had gotten along pretty well. As such, Will noticed the hoof shaped sticky note stuck to his laptop lid. Will moved over, pulling it off to read it.
"You are invited to the bull brawl party in the Montag... Ade." Will read aloud, moving over t the window to pull the cheap venetian blinds apart, gazing down to the building that was called "The Montag" by most of the students. It was an entertainment center with a big screen tv, pool tables and air hockey but it also had a school-run convenient store and a radio station. It was built in a recessed portion below ground level, beneath one of the other dorms. Will's eyes moved to the adjoined lounge and the strobing colored lights flashing off of the drawn blinds. He hadn't gone to many parties, but he had nothing else ahead of him in his weekend... maybe it would be fun. Will hesitated a moment longer before finally convincing himself that Ade had extended the invitation. He couldn't leave him in the lurch. Ade turned, reaching to grab his jacket again before heading out.
***
The heavy bass beats filled the lobby, the lights flashing in time with the music. Will had been hesitant about the party until he opened the door and felt the music. He loved the song and couldn't help but have a little swagger in his step as he moved in, looking around. People were showing off moves in an area devoted to dancing while others lingered, sipping from countless brown glass bottles. Off in one corner two of Will's hall mates seemed to be playing some sort of game. Tadd, a Phillipino boy with a tall black Mohawk, whipped around a brilliant red shimmering sheet while Marcus, a wrestler with chocolate colored skin and a clean shaved head, dragged his foot along the floor before charging. It looked like everyone was having a good time, but something about the party was different... then Will realized that all the party goers were from his floor, the all boy's floor. It wasn't that often there were parties with no girls, even more rarely was there one with a specific invitation list. Will felt even better that he hadn't skipped the party.
"Will, yo! You made it!" Came the excited call of Ade. Will turned, grinning as his roommate came up. Ade was also a freshman but he was taller than many of the seniors, standing at six foot four. His skin was almost as dark as his long, volumous black dreads that grazed over his shoulders, the muscles of his exposed arms glistening in the flashing lights. He clapped an arm around Will's shoulder. Will cracked a grin, a grin that suited him quite well.
"How could I miss this? Looks like quite the party. What are those guys doing? Is the school holding casting calls for matador?" Will asked. Ade laughed.
"Bull fighter, its part of theme night. We've got plenty of beef, mascot related games, and one of the boys even brought back a trunk full of Bull Beer. You should have some dude, grab life by the horns." Ade grinned wide.
"Is that the slogan? Is our college making beer now?" Will asked. Ade smirked, leading Will through the crowds without answering him. At one end of the lounge a line of coolers had been set up, each packed with ice and beer. Ade threw a lid open and pulled out two, handing one to Will. Will blushed a little, though the redness to his cheeks was lost amid the rainbow of colors filling the place. He was still underage and a little nervous about drinking, though it was a major part of college... Ade popped the top off of his beer and tipped it back, guzzling some of the liquid before moving back off into the thick of the party.
Will lifted the beer bottle to his lips but he hesitated, the scent smelling odd as he brought it up. He moved to give it a more direct sniff, deciding it seemed almost... salty, more acrid, almost an alkaline sort of scent to it. He held the bottle up the light, realizing the contents were a bit translucent rather than transparent, almost milky. He moved off to a corner and examined the bottle, looking at the logo of the bull on the front in front of Mount Hood. It was rather ironic given that there weren't any bulls in the region, but it had been enough for the proud college kids to embrace the strange drink.
A sudden clatter distracted Will, coming from where the games had been. It seemed that the cape had been dropped and that Tadd and Marcus had taken to charging at each other with their heads lowered, slamming into each other. They grappled, trying to wrestle each other to the floor. Marcus had the advantage but Tadd wasn't giving up without a fight. He snarled his face into a wild expression before he lunged. The two toppled and rolled, slamming into the wall before Tadd managed to pin Marcus. He held the black man in place for a moment before they stood, grabbed their bottles of Bull Beer and took long swigs before they went for another round. Will was dumbstruck by the behavior, but then again they were probably drunk.
Will turned, heading into the thick of the party, his unsipped beer in his hand. He let the music flow through him, getting into the music. Even if the party seemed weird at times, he wanted to seize the night. Anything would be better than being a wallflower sitting up in an empty dorm wasting time on the internet. The music changed, a Gorillaz song coming up. Will grinned wide, handing his beer to someone else before he moved out into the dance area. His feet were lively, his hips swaying. Will threw out every trick and move he knew. The whoops and hoots from his hall mate encouraged him and he kept on, showing off until the song came to a crashing end and he gave another of his trademark grins before his beer was handed back.
People had gathered to watch the dancing and had lingered after the end of the song, but as the next song started there was a bit of a bustle as they tried to get out of the way of someone coming through their midst. Hearing the commotion, Will turned to see Tadd emerge from the crowd. He had a light sheen of sweat soaking through his shirt, his muscles seeming even larger in the darkened lighting. Will first noticed that Tadd's chin was dark with a short goatee he hadn't noticed before, but then his eyes were drawn to the swollen goose eggs on his forehead, one on either side of his Mohawk. He no doubt had gained the bumps from clashing with Marcus in their game.
Tadd spotted Will and moved over, pushing through the crowd. Some of the students stepped out of the way but the less observant were pushed by the advancing Asian boy. Will soon realized Tadd was heading right for him and stepped back, trying to get out of the way until he felt his shoulders slam into the wall at the back of the room. He turned to follow the wall away but a strong arm stretched out, blocking the path in front of him as Tadd put his palm to the wall. Will turned, looking into Tadd's eyes at close range. He could smell the beer on the man's breath. Tadd looked into Will's eyes for a long moment.
"You should come play with us." Tadd said after a moment. Will shrugged.
"I'd love to but... I've got some homework to get to, I just was stopping by before-" Will was interrupted by a snort from Tadd.
"It's Friday, live a little, you gotta grab life by the horns..." Tadd said, looking at Will for another moment, "You'd look hot with a Mohawk..." he said softly.
"Excuse me?!" Will asked in shock. He'd always liked Tadd, he'd been polite and smart and energetic. This was certainly another side of him, "I really have to get going..." Will said, trying to get out from being pinned. Tadd moved, putting his other arm in the way.
"I want you." Tadd said before he pushed his body against Will and gyrated. Will cringed as he felt an achingly hard erection rub against his groin. Will grunted, trying to use all his strength to push Tadd off.
"Get the fuck away from him!" Came the exclamation of Ade's voice. There was a blur, a thud, and then Tadd and Ade were rolling along the floor. Ade's dreads whipped around dangerously. Will panted in shock, looking down. Ade pinned Tadd to the floor for a moment before he stood up, looking down at the mohawked boy, "Have a beer and cool off dude." Ade said, moving to grab his drink from where he'd put it down, taking a long gulp before glancing back to Will.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. You saved me though, thanks... I owe you-" Will paused, looking at Ade's face. He thought he was seeing things at first, but at second glance it was still there. Ade had the same swollen bumps on his temples that Tadd had... and his nose was wider, flatter. Tadd rose up to his feet behind Ade, getting a beer from someone. He popped the top off and tipped it back, guzzling the milky amber fluid down. Will glanced over, watching him drink, wondering how many he had consumed before getting so... aggressive. Will's thoughts were soon interrupted as two tiny drops of blood ran down the sides of Tadd's face as the point of horns began emerging from his skin. The pressure died back as horns curved up out of his head before they started pushing out sideways. Tadd kept drinking, gulp after gulp, the horns swelling.
"You owe me? I can take you up on that." Ade practically purred. Will couldn't take his eyes off of Tadd.
"What the fuck... is going on? Ade, are you seeing this?" Will asked. Ade glanced over and grinned.
"Finally... the party's really about to start going." Ade said, taking another drink. Will looked back at his roommate in surprise and mounting fear.
"It isn't... strange to you?" Will asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"Strange? We've been waiting for this. Speaking of which, you've got some catching up to do." Ade grinned before tipping his beer back, guzzling it. Will watched as his roommate's cheeks darkened with stubble before the black hairs pushed out into a fine layer of fuzz. A moment later the bumps on his head ruptured, ivory colored horns beginning to emerge. It was like something out of a horror movie or some bad dream. Will backed away from Ade, wondering if he had been slipped some drug but... he hadn't even had a sip of his beer. He set the bottle on a table and looked for the quickest exit... but his nightmare only grew worse.
All around the party the people Will knew and saw every day were changing. Every one of them had the same bumps on their head and most were starting to have their horns push out. Several seemed taller, their muscles wider... Jake was propped up against the back wall with his shirt pulled up, his two roommates sucking and slurping on his nipples. The one thing everyone had in common was the beer, the bull beer. Despite fearing for his safety, Will had to do something.
"Everyone, can't you see what's happening?" Will asked, stepping up onto a crate, looking around, "The beer is changing you! You have to stop; we have to get you help..." Will shouted.
"Looks like you need help to unwind!" Marcus shouted, wide bull horns sticking out from his temples.
"He's got a point." Ade said from right behind Will. Will turned around, coming eye to eye with Ade. He had always been tall, but with will on the box they still were eye to eye. A powerful hand came up and wrapped around the back of Will's head, holding it in place as Ade leaned in for the kiss. Will tried to move out of the way but he was trapped. Their lips met and the salty aftertaste of beer flooded Will's mouth. He was disgusted, both by the flavor and the fact that it had made his roommate do this, had made them kiss. He had to get away. Will's back arched in surprise as he felt lips press against his neck, starting to suck on the flesh. He felt the soft hairs of a goatee tickling at his collar, several inches lower than the mouth. Tadd's facial hair had grown longer in the few moments Will had been looking away.
As Tadd's groin began gyrating against his ass, Will knew he was out of time. He haphazardly threw his weight to one side, toppling off the crate and onto the floor. Feet were coming down all around him, dancing or stomping in delight, all threatening to trample him. Still, being out of sight was his best bet. Will moved, crawling through the crowd, taking the shortest route he could to the door. As he passed the last set of legs he could feel the cold night time air conducted through the glass of the door. He lunged, catching the bar on the door and spilled out into the night.
The cold air rushed around the weary freshman, adrenaline coursing through his body. He had to get help, he had to do something... The moans and grunts and snorts from inside were getting louder. Whatever had caused the problem, they needed to be free of its influence. Will ran to the stairs, jogging up to ground level before he headed further into campus. Someone had to still be there, someone that could help.
***
Light spilled across the quad, the grass seeming oddly vibrant beneath the full moon hanging high in the sky. Will had put some distance between himself and the party... and for that matter his dorm. His entire floor had been at the party and they were all turning into something else. Will didn't know if he should call the police, the military, the CDC... not that he had the phone numbers for most of the places he thought to call. Still, it made no sense... Men growing horns, changing features, kissing each other... It... had to be some kind of hallucination. Insanity was far more likely than what he had experienced. Will came to a stop outside of the English building, something catching his attention out of the corner of his eye. He turned, looking up along the building. A single light was on, one of the offices... an office Will had gone to many times.
"Professor Braxton..." Will said, a sense of relief washing over him. He turned, moving up the ramp to the building, sliding his card through the reader and heading inside before making his way to the elevator. He pressed the button, trying to imagine what he would say to the professor... but he knew that the man would listen to him with an open mind. Braxton was so wise, so open. Even if he had been slipped drugs, Will knew Braxton would know what to do. The elevator doors opened and Will moved in, pressing the button. The elevator doors clattered shut again before rising quickly, making Will feel as if he'd put on a few pounds until it slowed, making him feel as if he was floating. With a soft muffled chime the door opened onto the fourth floor. Will turned, moving toward the end of the hall where the office was situated. He came to a stop outside the old wood door, looking at the metal nameplate before he brought his hand up, knocking on it. There was a pause inside; clearly the professor had been surprised anyone would visit that late. Still, the pause was only a moment.
"Come in." The deep silky voice emerged. Will turned the knob and opened the door, moving into the office. The room was situated at the end of the top floor and as such the ceiling was angled, sloping up from the right wall to the peak at the left wall. Skylights were cut through the angled roof, showing the full moon outside. The office itself was decorated warmly with creamy yellow walls, potted plants, old leather bound books and various odds and ends. A massive old wood desk sat off to one side, a high backed leather chair behind it faced away from the door.
"Professor Braxton?" Will asked softly. The chair turned, revealing the massive form of the professor. He was six feet tall but seemed almost as wide, his shoulders incredibly broad. His face showed a bit of weathering from age, his skin a bit thick. Professor Braxton's most noticeable feature, though, was his beard. Thick, bushy dark brown hair coated his cheeks and chin and his upper lip, stretching into a long flowing beard that reached down to his sternum. His mustache was thick and obscured his upper lip and came down in almost handlebars thicker than the rest of his beard, framing his mouth. The beard was incredibly thick and particularly soft, something that most wouldn't have known without touching it.
"Will, what can I do for you?" Braxton asked, his lips forming into a smile. Will moved in, standing sheepishly behind the chair in front of the professor's desk.
"Professor, something... strange has been happening tonight, I... I don't know what to do, or even if what I saw was what was happening. There's a chance I might have been slipped something, but I don't know when it could have been." Will said, his muscles tense. He may have been an avid motorcyclist and had a tough guy buzzed hairstyle but he seemed rather vulnerable at the moment. Braxton took in the words with genuine concern.
"Will, sit down... Whatever you have been through has obviously had a profound impact." Braxton said, standing up, "Do you need medical aid?" he asked.
"No, I mean, I don't think so." Will said softly, moving to slump down into the chair.
"Then some herbal tea..." Braxton said, turning. He had teas from all over the world and made quite a number of brews. Will nodded gently; figuring having a drink he could trust would do him a world of good.
"That would be nice, thank you." Will said, closing his eyes, trying to calm himself.
"Tell me everything from the beginning, maybe I can do something to help." Braxton said, taking the pitcher out of his water heater before pouring it into a tea pot to steep with the tea leaves that had been set up in advance. Will shifted a bit nervously but if he was going to make it out of this he had to be honest.
"It started when I got back from my tune up... I got to campus and my roommate had left me a sticky note inviting me to a party in the Montag. So I headed down and it seemed alright at first, but... people were drinking this beer I'd never heard of and some of them were like... wrestling. I didn't think much of it at first, I tried to enjoy the night..." Will began. Braxton poured the tea into two glasses, spooning in some sugar, pausing.
"Did you have any of the 'new' beer?" Braxton asked. Will shook his head.
"I'm underage... Plus it looked weird." Will replied.
"Well, what happened next?" Braxton asked, picking up a container of warm cream, pouring some into the tea. The cream swirled in, carried on the currents created by the stirring. Braxton set the tea pot, sugar, cream and cups onto a tray and brought them over to the desk while Will spoke.
"Well... I danced some, but when that ended one of my hall mates came over, he pinned me to the wall and... started... saying strange things." Will said uncomfortably. Braxton sat down, easing one of the cups to Will. He gestured for him to drink. Will lifted the cup, sipping at it. The spicy sweet flavor filled his mouth and he started relaxing at once.
"What was he saying? Gibberish? Threats?" Braxton asked. Will hesitated for a moment, both in embarrassment from what Tadd had said and in a great sense of relief filling his body. His muscles no longer felt strained, the fear was ebbing from his mind.
"No, nothing like that... He was... coming onto me." Will admitted.
"And you didn't want him to?" Braxton asked, sipping his own tea.
"Well normally I would have loved... wait, no, I'm not gay." Will chuckled, shaking his head at his silly momentary confusion, "It was the way he did it, so aggressive, so strange." Will said. Braxton nodded, watching as Will took another sip of tea, letting it slip down his throat. He leaned back, closing his eyes, murmuring gently. Will thought about Tadd's advances again and blood started pooling into his groin his cock starting to grow hard.
"And then what happened?" Braxton asked, sipping more of his tea, a few drops getting caught in his thick mustache. Will snapped back to the present.
"Well, I was getting uncomfortable but my roommate stepped in. Well, he more than stepped in, he tackled Tadd and got him off, told him to cool off... but they both had some more beer and then..." Will hesitated. Braxton smiled reassuringly.
"Go on." He encouraged Will. Will took a sip of tea to steel himself and then heaved out a sigh before continuing.
"Then it seemed like they both started growing horns... and... taller, and... other things were changing. I know I must be crazy, that can't happen in real life." Will groaned.
"Regardless of whether it happened or not, what occurs to our mind's eye is real to us... I'm glad you came to me in your time of need though, so many students are afraid of getting in trouble and put that ahead of their own well being." Braxton said. Will closed his eyes, reaching up to rub his face. Braxton refilled the boy's tea, adding another generous helping of cream.
"So that's it, probably, I was slipped something and it was a hallucination?" Will asked, bringing his hands down. He saw the refilled tea cup and reached for it.
"That's the most logical conclusion, but let's not leave anything to chance... The first thing we are going to do is let you finish that cup of tea and relax. Then we'll check on the party and I'll give you an objective view. Then we'll either make sure you get the help you need, or they will if they need help." Braxton explained. Will gave a gentle nod, sighing in relief again. This was why he liked the professor so much. He was so calm, so collected.
"Thank you professor." Will said, bringing the tea to his lips. He tipped the cup back and let the fluid poor in. The cream was richer than before, stronger, thicker. It slipped down his throat like silk. Will moaned softly, his hard on getting harder. Soon his pants were tented and he shuddered softly, lying back in the cushy chair. As Will relaxed, his heart was starting to beat a bit harder. Each thump of his heart pushed blood through his body, carrying a contented warmth through his body. The muscles on his arms pulsed with his heart, swelling slightly and becoming more defined. He breathed in and his chest rose, but as he exhaled it did not go all the way back down, as if his chest had grown mid-breath.
In his daze, Will lifted his cup and took another long sip, licking the syrupy sweetness from his lips. Braxton watched as shadow seemed to spill across Will's cheeks, but it was far from a play of the light. Soft stubble began pushing out across his cheeks, far more dense than he ever had been able to grow and far faster than any human. Braxton sipped more tea with his left hand while his right hand slipped down, unbuttoning his pants. The professor's raging erection slid out of his fly, having been neglected since Will knocked on the door. Braxton wrapped his thick fingers around his rather impressive shaft, starting to stroke as he watched Will.
Will shifted in his chair a bit, panting softly as the stubble from his cheeks advanced, meeting in the center of his chin before it crossed above his upper lip. The stubble continued pushing out, growing softer and thicker. Braxton jerked his shaft harder, watching as the stubble became a short beard... and then the magical moment came when his beard was just as thick as the buzzed hair on his head, a uniform fuzzy length all over.
Braxton moaned, his eyes squeezing shut as the flat of his nose turned up slowly, widening out. The professor's lips turned dark, his skin gaining more and more of a tan. The skin over his temples swelled before tiny horn nubs pushed through, curving up before the base began pushing out at a ninety degree angle, swelling outward. His ears seemed to grow a bit longer, almost forming into teardrop shapes as the bearded man's massive form swelled even more, the chair groaning beneath him. Braxton moaned harder and louder, his balls swelling below his pistoning hand stroking his shaft. Despite Will's relaxation and reverie, the moans and grunts and squeaking chair caused the bearded boy to open one eye and then the other. Before his eyes was his worst nightmare... another bull man... stroking no less. Will sprung up to his feet in terror, backing away.
"What the hell is-" Will paused, his voice dramatically deeper, "My voice..." he muttered, reaching up. His fingers crossed over his throat, feeling a larger adam's apple... and stubble on the mid point of his neck. Will's eyes quirked in confusion before he reached up, his fingers brushing his short, incredibly thick beard. The sensation of his fingers in his beard shot through his body like orgasmic lightning. He nearly fell to his knees but he managed to stumble toward the door, fumbling with the knob.
"Will, wait... This is a good thing! Don't go!" Braxton said, moving after him. Will charged out of the door, awkwardly running. His cock was hard as stone and making it harder to run, but Will knew he had to get away. His feet came down the steps numb as he circled around, moving down flight after flight of stairs. He could hear the pounding steps of his professor somewhere above him... and the pounding of his own heart as he imagined pushing his lips to the man's, their beards meshing together. Will groaned out as a wet spot of precum leaked into his pants, spreading wider as he ran. At last he reached the bottom floor and darted past the side of the stairs, bursting out into the night itself... but his escape was short lived as he slammed into a stack of muscle and hair, his face landing in a thick pelt of black fur soaked with sweat and several other salty fluids. A hot wetness soaked through the stomach of Will's shirt. He looked down and saw the huge cum soaked black cock of the bull pressing against him. Will saw the dark skin and knew it was Ade, but when he looked up he saw something far from his roommate.
The seven foot tall behemoth looked back at Will, eyes wide set on either side of a blunt black bovine muzzle. Huge horns spread out and then forward, honing into dangerous points. Despite having the muzzle, blunt teeth, horns and ears of a cow, thick black dreadlocks hung from the beast's head, resting over shoulders that were almost wider than Will was tall. Will turned, looking next to Ade. Tadd wasn't as far along, but he seemed to be eager to catch up. His Mohawk was taller than before, his horns fully grown. His nostrils flared wide as his nose pushed up, melding close to his lips as his jaw stretched and contorted, pushing into a short muzzle. A six inch goatee hung from his chin but dark fur was bursting from the skin across his cheeks, spreading out into a short beard before spilling over the rest of his face as a coating of fur. Tadd reached down, curling his fingers around the thick hide of his cock, stroking back and forth before his shaft started leaking thick, hot cream.
Will turned, prepared to go through the English building and out the other side but a shadow fell across him as Braxton stepped out. Will watched with a sense of defeat as he watched Braxton change. The professor slipped his shirt off, revealing his fuzzy thick muscled torso. The fur spreading across his body was particularly thick around his elbows, his fingernails black and hard life segments of hooves. His face had contorted into a bull like muzzle but his long, thick beard remained, running up around his mouth and back along his long cheeks. If anything it was bigger than ever. The professor's flat, wide cow tongue slipped out, licking his lips. As Will watched the professor lick his lips, he realized he was licking his own. He hung his head in shame but his cock throbbed, as if it was happy Will had been emulating such a manly man.
"Don't worry Will... I know this lesson has been hard for you, but we'll teach you everything you need to know." Braxton murmured, turning to the others, "Bring him." He said. Ade and Tadd nodded obediently.
***
The walk back to the Montag was awkward and felt like an eternity to Will. He was struggling not only against his captors, but his instincts as well; one minute he was trying to wrestle out of Ade and Tadd's grips, the next he was nuzzling Ade's large, broad, fuzzy chest. Will tried desperately to resist but Braxton's tea had contained enough of a dose of whatever it was to start him on the path. Tadd had grabbed him by the legs and Ade had him by the shoulders, the two carrying him like a plank. Ade's coarse tuft of chest hair grazed Will's face, brushing against the human's soft, thick beard. During the walk his beard had managed to grow thicker than his hair, though the changes had slowed significantly. Still, the sensation of the beard being brushed against was enough to further aggravate his erection and occasionally Will's lips parted to lick at the fur before him, feeling both arousal and shame.
When the three minotaurs and their captive began descending the cement steps toward the recessed building, it wasn't steps that Will heard so much as hoof clomps. It was a distinctive sound, one that echoed through the human's body. Once more he began wriggling and struggling, trying to pop out of their tight grip but it was to no avail. All Will managed to do was get high enough once to see Braxton stroking his long, thick beard as he watched the younger boys carrying Will to his fate. Once they moved onto even terrain once more, Braxton moved ahead to open the door. The thick musk of beer and man and sex flooded out of where the party had started, flooding Will's nose. He grunted, trying to get one last deep breath of fresh air before his Bullish captors carried him into the room. The door that had provided him freedom and escape clicked shut behind him, the path soon closed off as a table was shoved in front of it.
Will was maneuvered around like a sack of potatoes, dropped down into a chair. Before he could manage to get up, the belts of several students that no longer fit the huge bulls were strapped down around his arms and legs, trapping him in place. Will still tried to get free for a few moments before realizing that he would have to save his energy for a different type of escape once the chance presented himself. Calming his body, Will started to look around slowly... amazed at the transformation. The floor was littered with clothing... Shirts, pants, socks, shoes... Some garments had been tossed off; others looked as if they had exploded.
The room was packed, nearly shoulder to shoulder, with forty biped bulls standing at least seven feet tall. Their heads were thick and long, blunted muzzles full of thick tongues and flat teeth, tipped with wicked huge horns and covered with a furry fuzz. Most had goatees and beards; all had a thin fuzz covering thicker skin than ever before. Their colors were varied. Many were black, brown, and gray, though some had become rather a bit more exotic... and all were completely naked. They all seemed to have low hanging sacks; their balls swollen at least to the size of oranges... and every bull had a huge erection, dripping with thick precum.
"What are you going to do to me now?" Will asked, his voice incredibly deep, his beard shifting as his lips moved. Even that slight stimulation made his hard cock twinge in delight.
"We are going to welcome you to the herd... as I had wanted to do from the very beginning." Braxton smiled, moving over, pulling something out of his pocket. It glinted in the light like metal. It was a thick, heavy ring of sorts, one portion thinner than the rest. Braxton found a tiny nub on the ring and slid it back. The thin portion of metal slid out of the way, creating a gap. The professor moved, sliding it up into Will's nose and around his septum before he let go. The sharp metal penetrated the flesh, latching the ring into his nose.
Will writhed in pain that soon dyed away, feeling the girth and weight of the thick ring in his nose. Between his buzzed hair, thick beard and piercing, he was looking quite tough. Braxton reached out, his fingers sinking into Will's beard before he dragged them along, combing them through the hair. Will's eyes rolled into the back of his head and his hips involuntarily thrust upwards. Braxton grinned and repeated the process, nodding his head to the others. Ade grabbed Will's shirt by the collar and tore it open, the fabric splitting down the middle to reveal his chest. It was still as pathetically small as a human, but several very promising curls of chest hair had started to push out.
Will felt his pants going next... The button was popped off, the zipper tugged down... The jeans were pulled down to his ankles where he was strapped in. Tadd lifted Will's underwear carefully before pulling it back off the hard, modest human erection. It glistened with precum already, trying its hardest to live up to the libido the others had. Tadd was eager to help it along. The mohawked bull leaned down, his rough tongue slipping out of his muzzle to give the human's cock a long, slow lick, then another, then another. At first it was as if the beast had been given a salt lick but then the bull's muzzle parted and thick animal lips began pushing over the hard head. Will squirmed before letting out a half-grunt, half-moo. Between the beard petting and the cock sucking he was losing all resolve. Soon Will was bucking his hips, his cock sliding in and out of Tadd's mouth.
"Oh yes, what a good stud you are..." Braxton grinned before looking around, "Boys, let's begin." He commanded. A ring of bulls surrounded Will, taking their shafts into their hands. Seven bulls began stroking their big meats, thick skin sliding up and down tubes of flesh. Precum began drizzling from them all, but a deep moo from one bull came a split second before thick globs of cum splattered across Will's chest. The hair beneath shuddered before growing out at a massive rate, pushing into a thick tuft of fur on his chest while shorter, softer hairs began spreading out around it. Will's nipples grew from pink to tan, tan to brown, and from brown to almost black... and they were swelling larger two.
Another moo came before one of the bulls sprayed one load onto his groin right around the shaft Tadd was sucking on. The cum clung to Will's trimmed bush, the hair growing softer and thicker before it began slipping up his stomach and over his balls. The skin on Will's cock where the cum had landed darkened into a dark brownish gray, giving him a mottled look before the pigment began spreading out. Will's shaft was infused with a heat and tingling and soon it began to wobble with each heartbeat as more cum was pumped into it. The shaft began swelling thicker, longer... Eight inches, nine, eleven... The skin got thicker, the head of the cock tapered a little.
Braxton was losing himself in lust to watching Will being changed, but he had to have his hand in it. He reached down, stroking his own cock until it drooled his potent corrupted seed. He collected a thick wad of the sperm on his fingers before bringing them down to Will's mouth. He began smearing the slime over his lips before Will opened his mouth and accepted the cum soaked digits. When the salty, musky flavor hit his tongue, it was all over. He began sucking the fingers like a calf, his lips turning black, his hips moving to force his cock in and out of Tadd's muzzle even more eagerly.
As the cum saturated his system, each stroke Braxton gave to Will's beard seemed to encourage it to grow out. It had been an inch thick out from his skin already but that number was being dwarfed every few moments. His mustache grew thick beneath his nose ring, growing long enough to hide his upper lip from view. The hair beneath his chin and jaw stretched longer, inch by inch until it was half a foot long... and still growing. Braxton stroked every part of the boy's beard with admiration. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Will felt his shoes being removed, then his socks. More bulls had moved into the circle, eager to help him out.
The lounge had filled with bovine noises, moans and moos overlapping one another as orgasm after orgasm ripped through the herd. Cum splashed onto Will's toes, causing the skin to knit together, the digits to be pulled tight, the heels to melt away and the toenails to grow out over the entire foot, hardening into hooves as they continued to change. His arms and legs were splattered; his skin turning to the same thick brownish gray as his chest before a fine layer of dark fur emerged, spreading out over his limbs. Even his fingernails turned into dark brownish black hoof like material, though his fingers remained independent and useful.
Another deep groaning filled the room, but not from any beast or man. The groaning came from Will's restraints as his wrists and legs swelled. The belts were stretched to their limit before the buckles snapped and the bulls tugged them off, but Will didn't run. He was embracing the change. Will's thick, long beard reached the center of his chest and Braxton was close to cumming as a result, but he would not waste his seed. The professor turned Will's head to the side and moved, presenting his cock to the boy. Will eagerly accepted the shaft, his black lips parting over the head of it. At once a pressure started building in his forehead, two lumps forming on his temples.
More and more cum was sprayed across Will's growing body, nearly coating him from neck to toe. Every inch of skin below his neck had turned into thick cow hide covered in various thicknesses of fur. He had hooves, a bull cock, his balls were already swelling past the size of oranges... the only change left was his head. Will's mouth suckled hungrily at the professor's cock, his nose ring dragging along the left. An excited moo from Ade came as his cum launched across Will's head, soaking into the hair, turning it into dark fur. Will grunted in pain as his horns emerged, first as tiny nubs before curving out and the thick base began pushing in.
Braxton watched in glee as the freshman's horns came in, complimenting his huge beard. He tried to hold back, but it was too sexy. Braxton lifted his head to the ceiling and let out a deep moo, a moo that every bull joined in on except for Will. Will only sucked harder, trying to stuff his face as tight around the cock in his mouth as he could. He felt the skin between his lips pulse before the hot, thick sperm began spraying into his mouth like a fire hose. He gulped at it greedily, feeling it coat his throat and spill into his belly.
Braxton grinned, cumming harder and harder as he watched his handiwork. Will's nose spread out wider and wider, looking as if it had been broken for a moment before it passed out of the realm of humanity. The base turned up, becoming flat and flush with his lips before his jaw creaked and groaned, stretching out longer. More hairs began pushing out on his face, along his forehead and around his eyes. The horns continued to grow longer as the fur surrounded them. Will's tongue grew wider, flatter, and stronger. He used it to lick the shaft feeding him such potent masculinity. All the bulls watched as Will's ears stretched into cow ears and his eyes widened. His huge, meaty, furry ass cheeks naturally parted to make room for the whip like extension growing in behind him. As much as Braxton and Will wanted the orgasm to last forever, after some time it finally did start dying away. Braxton pulled his shaft out of Will's muzzle, some sperm drizzling into his beard. Will licked at the cock as long as he could until it was out of reach. His eyes slowly gazed up to the face of his professor with respect and love.
"How do you feel Will?" Braxton asked.
"I want MOOOORE!" Will erupted, both in a moan and as his orgasm spewed his first load of bull sperm into Tadd's hungry mouth. It was the start of a very long night.